Douluo Continent: From Internal Martial Arts to the Law of Heaven and Earth

Relying on the extraordinary physical control granted by his first soul skill, he forcibly expanded his chest cavity and reinforced his body with soul power to ensure that his body would not burst due to internal pressure. He frantically inhaled the surrounding air into his lungs, and then suddenly opened his mouth and exhaled, a transparent ball of air condensed to its extreme, like a refined dragon ball, roared towards Serpent Spear Douluo.

As Serpent Spear Douluo felt the suddenly thinning air around him, a sense of foreboding inexplicably rose in his heart.

He didn't have time to think much; the soul power in his dantian surged out wildly, instantly condensing into a thick soul power barrier around his body.

Perhaps Tang Shan's attack was more skillful than the last one, or perhaps the power of his physical control had increased dramatically after his attack was more powerful. The ball of energy flew a long way before suddenly exploding due to the imbalance of internal energy.

In an instant, the compressed airflow and the hidden sound waves surged and spread in all directions like a tsunami, centered on the air mass!

Roar--

The sound wave slammed into the soul power barrier, causing it to tremble violently. Even though it was weakened by more than half, the remaining sound wave was still deafening. Serpent Spear Douluo felt his ears ringing and was momentarily deafened.

And that's not all.

The ground directly below the point of the sonic outburst was instantly covered with fine cracks; the windows not far away, under the terrifying impact of the sound waves, finally could not withstand it and shattered with a crash, scattering glass shards all over the ground.

The powerful blast of air made Xue Qinghe and the other two's hair fly wildly, and the trees at the edge of the training ground shed their leaves.

After a long while, the commotion gradually subsided. Tang Shan deactivated his Martial Soul Possession state and said decisively, "My blood and soul power are all exhausted. I admit defeat."

Only then did his voice awaken everyone from the earth-shattering roar they had just heard.

Xue Qinghe was the first to come to her senses. Her lips were still twitching slightly. She cleared her throat, barely calming her turbulent emotions, and said, "Alright, let's end the test here for today."

Only then did Tang Shan notice the broken glass scattered on the floor, and scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly: "Your Highness, this window..."

"It's alright, I'll have someone fix it in the next few days," Serpent Spear Douluo said slowly, his voice still a little hoarse.

The loud noise had clearly affected him quite a bit; although he wasn't injured, his ears still seemed to be ringing a little.

"Your self-created soul skill is extremely powerful, probably no less than the fourth soul skill of a weaker soul master."

Tang Shan quickly waved his hand: "Senior, you flatter me. This attack almost exhausted all my soul power and blood energy, so I can't continue to use it."

"Alright, I'll have someone clean up here. Let's go back to the main hall first." Xue Qinghe put on a gentle smile again and turned to walk towards the main hall first.

Tang Shan and Su Yuntao exchanged a glance and quickly followed behind.

The Porcupine Douluo and the Serpent Spear Douluo walked at the back, secretly communicating with each other through telepathy.

"Old She, what do you think of this kid's abilities?"

"Absolutely brilliant! To be honest, what impressed me the most was not his self-created soul skill. After all, his teacher was a master, so it's normal for him to be able to teach such a skill."

What's truly impressive is his control over the battle. The Serpent Spear Douluo's tone was full of solemnity.

"This kid doesn't seem to have much real combat experience, but his ability to adapt to changing situations and his precision in controlling his strength have reached a terrifying level. You know how deep my control over the Serpent Spear is, but just now he actually used a strange force to make me temporarily lose control of my Martial Soul."

The Porcupine Douluo looked astonished: "You're not kidding?"

"Why would I need to tell you this?" Serpent Spear Douluo retorted, then added, "You stared at him for so long, didn't you notice?"

The Porcupine Douluo gave a wry smile. "At that time, I was paying attention to his blood and qi."

Then he shared his findings from the soul power pressure test.

"What even the Second Elder couldn't do seems to have been accomplished by this kid. His absurdly active blood and qi feel almost the same as the soul power within his body."

"You mean... Master really did something that even the Second Elder couldn't do?" Serpent Spear Douluo's voice was full of disbelief.

"Highly likely."

After the Porcupine Douluo finished speaking, both of them fell silent.

They felt even more awe for the master. That master was like a bottomless abyss, constantly refreshing their understanding.

As soon as everyone returned to the hall, a servant whispered a few words in Xue Qinghe's ear.

Tang Shan's heart skipped a beat, guessing that someone must have come to visit.

Xue Qinghe's smile faded slightly. He nodded gently, then turned to Tang Shan and Su Yuntao, his tone still gentle: "There's been a bit of an unexpected situation. I'll go deal with it first. We'll have lunch together later. I have some things to ask you two for help with then."

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Chapter 67: Qian Daoliu's Shock, Golden Crocodile Douluo's Understanding (Please subscribe and add to your favorites)

Before the enormous angel statue, Qian Daoliu closed his eyes, his expression serene, his index fingers interlaced and naturally joined together.

He didn't know how much time had passed before the sound of footsteps behind him finally woke him up.

"Brother, this is a letter from Xiaoxue. She instructed that you should see it first, and then you can decide whether to let the Second Master and the others see it."

Qianjun Douluo held a piece of paper in his hand and handed it to Qian Daoliu, whose eyes were still shimmering with a faint light.

"Okay, let me see it first."

Qian Daoliu was somewhat puzzled; his granddaughter's request seemed rather strange.

After dismissing Qianjun Douluo, he opened the letter and read it carefully.

After reading only a few lines, Qian Daoliu exclaimed in surprise: "We've found a disciple who seems to be the master?"

He didn't suspect Qian Renxue was lying to him, but rather worried that there might be some conspiracy involved. Although there were very few people in the entire Spirit Hall who knew Qian Renxue's true identity and plans, the risk of clues being leaked couldn't be ruled out. Moreover, this was just his granddaughter's own speculation; it hadn't been confirmed, nor did it have the token originally issued to the Grandmaster as proof.

The further Qian Daoliu read, the more suspicious he became of the so-called "master's disciple's" true identity.

Back when Qian Xunji was still the Pope, a token was specially made to honor the master's achievements. Qian Daoliu was well aware of this, and the creation of this token was even somewhat related to him.

Ultimately, the master's theory did indeed influence Qian Renxue's acquisition of her first two spirit rings, and this favor had to be acknowledged. After explaining the whole story to Qian Xunji, Qian Xunji specially crafted this token and gave it to the Spirit Hall spirit master as a favor from the Angel Family.

After all, the other party was the only person the master had contact with at the time.

Now that the granddaughter claims to have found the master's disciple, but can't produce anything to prove the master's identity, it's hard not to be suspicious.

Surely it couldn't be that his own granddaughter was scammed?

Recalling the outrageous actions of the current pope, Qian Daoliu's heart sank. He wished he could fly over right now and capture Tang Shan and Su Yuntao for a thorough interrogation.

Qian Daoliu frowned and continued reading the following content.

"The theory of spirit fusion states that the strength of the spirit body is determined by the foundation of the first six spirit rings. This theory is good and has the flair of a master."

Looking at the records of Qian Renxue and Tang Shan's exchange in the letter, as well as Tang Shan's understanding of the Martial Soul True Body, and comparing it with his own cultivation experience, Qian Daoliu's brows relaxed a little.

He put away the letter and took out the second one to study carefully.

On the second sheet of paper, Qian Renxue meticulously recorded Tang Shan's theory, which was said to have overturned the understanding of Soul Masters.

The true form of the beast soul is incomplete.

Qian Daoliu's hand trembled violently, startled by this shocking statement. He carefully read the contents, his fingers unconsciously clenching the letter.

Martial Soul Fusion, Beast Soul True Body is the transformation of the body into a Soul Beast, the human body contains the bloodline of a Soul Beast, why does the Weapon Soul True Body need to consume soul power while the Beast Soul True Body does not, and the transformation of the body into a Soul Beast can combine with the instincts and combat experience of a Soul Beast...

One unprecedented theory after another was written on this thin sheet of paper. For a moment, Qian Daoliu felt that this paper was heavier than a thousand pounds.

Are these theories true or false? Countless clues connected in his mind, and his cultivation experience over the past hundreds of years also came flooding back, comparing them one by one with these theories.

"No, that theory is wrong. When I activated my Martial Soul True Body, all my attributes were amplified, but my combat experience was not improved at all."

Qian Daoliu, who was deep in thought, suddenly opened his eyes. A sacred and dazzling light burst forth from his eyes, which contained both amazement and a hint of regret.

"These two are most likely scammers. It seems Xiaoxue has been deeply influenced by them. No, I have to bring them back. I can't let them continue to influence Xiaoxue."

Turning around, he casually placed the letter on the table. Qian Daoliu's gaze fell on the angel statue in front of him, and his hand, which was about to be released from the table, suddenly froze.

When did angelic martial souls become beast martial souls? Perhaps the first Angel God's martial soul was a beast martial soul, but after the Angel God became a god, that beast martial soul completely disappeared, leaving only the divine martial soul, the Six-Winged Angel.

Qian Daoliu stood silently before the angel statue for a long time.

He calmed his mind and read the theory word by word. This time, Qian Daoliu read it with extra care. He had a premonition that if the theory were true, it would probably cause a huge upheaval in the entire Soul Master world.

After a long while, he slowly put down the letter in his hand and let out a long sigh. Brilliant light shone from behind him, and three pairs of enormous wings slowly unfolded. The next second, he disappeared in front of the giant angel statue, and everything returned to calm. Only the giant statue stood eternally, as if it would exist forever, until the end of time.

The dazzling golden light transformed into a blinding golden line, flashing and disappearing in the sky above Wuhun City.

Inside the Papal Palace, a woman exuding elegance and nobility stood by the window, holding a scepter, her gaze fixed intently on the disappearing golden light on the horizon.

That old guy hasn't moved an inch in decades, why did he suddenly leave his lair today? That direction should be Death Canyon.

A purplish-black light appeared in her eyes, and hideous patterns were faintly visible on her skin.

"The Spirit Hall, I will destroy it with my own hands, you old bastard. I will make your family's hard work disappear completely from the continent..."

The golden light moved extremely fast, and with the aid of three pairs of wings, the surrounding scenery had already become a blur.

Finally, the golden light stopped, hovering in mid-air. The light gradually subsided, and the Thousand Streams slowly descended.

Not far away, there was a huge canyon, shrouded in a thick fog that obscured the view of what lay inside.

There is a small town near the canyon, which was specially built by the Spirit Hall to provide rest, accommodation, and supplies for the Spirit Hall geniuses who come to the Death Canyon for training.

Not far from the entrance to the town, there was a stone bench with an old man sitting on it. He was much taller than ordinary people, as burly and robust as a mountain, with a powerful and domineering aura, exuding an aura of inviolability.

His skin was wrinkled and interwoven like the bark of an old tree, full of the weight of time; his eyes were sharp as an eagle's, and deep within them lurked a ferocity like that of a prehistoric beast.

Logically speaking, such a distinctive old man would surely attract the attention of ordinary people. But strangely, even though the stone bench is right at the entrance of the town and there is a constant stream of pedestrians, no one seems to notice that there is such an extraordinary person not far away.

Qian Daoliu walked up to the old man, who stood up and bowed slightly, saying, "Greetings, Grand Elder."

Qian Daoliu stepped aside and did not accept the courtesy.

"Second Master, there's no need to be so respectful. In terms of seniority, I am still your junior."

"Etiquette must not be neglected."

Golden Crocodile Douluo straightened up, his voice old and hoarse, yet steady and powerful.

"I wonder what brings you here today, Grand Elder? Could it be that something has happened at the Spirit Hall?"

Qian Daoliu shook his head: "I came today only to ask the Second Elder some questions about martial spirit cultivation."

A hint of doubt flashed in Golden Crocodile Douluo's eyes: "The Grand Elder is a peerless Douluo, already at the pinnacle of the mortal realm. In terms of cultivation, I am only level ninety-eight, far inferior to the Grand Elder's profound knowledge. What could I possibly have to ask you for guidance?"

Qian Daoliu shook his head: "I also reached the limit by relying on the advantage of my super martial soul. In fact, I am not much different from that person on Seagod Island. On the entire continent, only Tang Chen has truly reached the limit of a soul master and become a peerless Douluo solely by his own abilities."

As he spoke, a complex emotion flashed in Qian Daoliu's eyes, but it vanished in an instant.

Golden Crocodile Douluo also shook his head: "No matter what method you use to reach the limit, the limit is the limit, and a peerless Douluo is a peerless Douluo. The essential difference is far beyond what ordinary soul masters can compare to."

As soon as he finished speaking, Golden Crocodile Douluo couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

Qian Daoliu knew why he sighed. The other party had been stuck at the peak of level 98 for decades, almost a hundred years, and had never been able to take that last step. He watched helplessly as he, Poseidon, and Tang Chen reached the limit of Soul Master before him. How could he not feel sad and lonely?

"Second Elder, I have come today to ask you some questions about the true form of the Beast Soul."

Not wanting to cause further sadness to this person who was practically his only elder, Qian Daoliu directly stated the purpose of his trip.